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Kissed and spellbound

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[Intro] [Verse 1] Neither cheerful nor solemn nor grieving, as if fallen from skies dark and far, you're the song of betrothal I'm weaving, and my mad, and my reckless, my star. [Pre-Chorus] Turn the night of your face to me now, let me into those eyes, dark and slow, to the black of your Eastern-dark brows, to your arms — let me in, let me home. [Chorus 1] Kissed to silence, bewitched and enchanted, wed to the wind of the fields long ago, wrapped in chains that were never once planted — oh my priceless, my woman, my own [Verse 2] I will lay my head down on your knees, and I'll clutch them with a furious might, and with tears, and with verses like these, I will burn you, my kind one, my light. [Pre-Chorus 2] Turn the night of your face to me now, let me into those eyes, dark and slow, to the black of your Eastern-dark brows, to your arms — let me in, let me home. [Chorus 2] Kissed to silence, bewitched and enchanted, wed to the wind of the fields long ago, wrapped in chains that were never once planted — oh my priceless, my woman, my own [Post-Chorus] Whoa-oh — are those chains even real? Whoa-oh — my priceless, my own. [Bridge] What won't happen will fade and be gone, what's forgotten will never come true — then why are you crying, my beautiful one? Or is it a dream I've been dreaming of you... [Final Chorus] Kissed to silence, bewitched and enchanted, wed to the wind of the fields long ago, wrapped in chains that were never once planted — oh my priceless, my woman, my own [Post-Chorus] Whoa-oh — are those chains even real? Whoa-oh — my priceless, my own! Whoa-oh — are those chains even real? Whoa-oh — my priceless, my own! [Outro] My priceless... my woman... my own.

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